What catches your eye is a face that is unrecognizable.

Po Jun frowned, glanced at the dead ice snake on the ground, and understood that it was because of this little worm.

The saliva of the ice snake has a strong corrosive aura, and the face of this head is corroded by the saliva of the ice snake.

It's just that although it is unrecognizable, that familiar feeling still lingers in the heart of the broken army all the time.

"Hiccles~"

Qiuqiu suddenly screamed.

Pojun turned his head and saw Qiuqiu looking at the headless corpse very vigilantly.

Through observation, Po Jun found that the headless corpse was shrouded in a sword intent. It was also this sword intent that kept this headless corpse from being violated by the beast.

However, this sword intent has faded a lot at this time. Obviously, the sword intent had shrouded the corpse for a while, and there was not much power left at this time.

The broken army is still awe-inspiring. Because on that sword intent, he felt a faint aura of flames.

Those who can use the power of the elements, except for a few strange exercises, are at least soul warriors who have condensed the soul seed.

Thinking of this, his gaze at the corpse became more and more solemn.

It was a corpse dressed in a hunter's costume, and from many details, the broken army could find that this corpse was definitely not an ordinary hunter before his death.

This outfit is more of a disguise.

In this regard, Xiaobai is a master. As a killer, he'll need to use a variety of different disguises to get close to his target or escape his pursuit.

Po Jun has also learned a lot.

It should be that the corpse wanted to evade someone's pursuit by disguised as a hunter before his death, but from his current situation, it seems that he has failed.

The corpse had a deep sword wound visible to the bone, and the blood had stopped flowing, but it could be seen from the purple-black color that had risen from it.

This person must have been poisoned before his death.

No, it's ...... Black Sun Poison!

Pojun's pupils contracted suddenly. He recognized the poison.

This is a poison that almost killed Xiaobai, and the army is extremely impressed.

"Hiccles~"

Suddenly, Qiuqiu jumped and fell into a bush, and shouted at the broken army, obviously making another discovery.

Po Jun walked over and saw a severed sword fall in the grass.

The slightly jet-black blade looked like it had been burned by flames.

This is the tip of a sword.

Looking at the tip of this sword, another familiar feeling grew from the bottom of Pojun's heart.

He was sure he had seen the tip of the sword.

But where did you see the tip of this sword?

……

Escape, escape~

There is only one word in Lin Xin'er's mind, and that is to escape.

Her body is also only doing one thing, or running.

However, although her ruthless sword steps were fast, the figure that chased her like a maggot on the tarsal bone was no less impressive.

Not to mention that he has injuries on his body, even if he is not injured, it is irrational to want to compete with a soul warrior for soul power consumption.

But Lin Xin'er had no choice.

At this time, she either fled or died.

Stop and fight to the death with the pursuers behind you. Lin Xin'er would never do such a thing.

Because she knew that was the real act of looking for death.

However, she didn't want to stop, but the people chasing her wanted her to stop.

So, I saw a flash of fire suddenly fly out of Cao Siyun's cloak.

The flying sword with a brilliant firelight, like a firebird, wants to tear Lin Xin'er's body apart with a sharp sword tip.

Lin Xin'er, who was on the run, felt the breath of death coming from behind her. She couldn't bother to flee anymore, the cold light flashed, and a cold aura swept through the broken ice sword, and the fine sword light sprayed out like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Once again, ice and fire meet.

Same story, same ending.

In the sonorous sound, Lin Xin'er's ice sword broke again, and her body bounced away again.

Only this time, she could no longer escape.

Because Cao Siyun's figure had already appeared in front of her, Qianqianyu's hand was raised slightly, and the flame soul seed gathered soul power, forming a crimson luster in her skillful hands in an instant.

This luster is like a fiery cloud that has been burned red.

Under Cao Siyun's mind, this fire cloud formed a Qianqian jade palm, and slammed towards Lin Xin'er.

Spirit-level soul technique Fire Cloud Palm.

The scorching breath came to her face, Lin Xin'er's hair was slightly scorched, and the aura of death was unprecedentedly strong. There was finally a hint of fear in her eyes.

After all, she hadn't perfected the ruthless sword technique to perfection, and she couldn't be truly ruthless and fearless.

At the moment of life and death, he was finally broken in his state of mind.

Seeing that her body was about to be covered by the cloud of fire, she would be turned into a charred corpse.

A cold snort suddenly sounded.

Accompanying this cold snort was a palm that flashed with thunder.

The interweaving of thunder and fire did not produce a violent explosion.

In the flickering thunder light, the fire cloud palm with a scorching aura suddenly dissolved.

The flame flying sword roared back, and Cao Siyun looked vigilantly at the figure that suddenly appeared.

It was a man in a silver mask.

A pitch-black costume full of mystery. The eyes that emerge through the mask are like stars, and they are incomparably bright.

"Meet the Messenger. ”

When Lin Xin'er saw the silver-faced man, her eyes suddenly lit up. He bowed down.

"You've let me down too much, you can't do a little thing. ”

The silver-faced man glanced at Lin Xin'er lightly and said without the slightest emotion.

Lin Xin'er's heart trembled. Thinking of the first time he saw the silver-faced man, the latter's heart was ruthless, and he suddenly felt a chill eroding his whole body even colder than the ruthless sword intent he cultivated.

The silver-faced man did not continue to investigate her meaning, but set his eyes on Cao Siyun, who was dressed in a cloak and was like a great enemy.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Cao Siyun. ”

Without waiting for Cao Siyun to answer, the silver-faced man continued: "Your eldest brother has caused us a lot of trouble. There is a saying that brother and sister repay debts, in this case, let you pay a little interest for your brother. ”

"You are a member of the Sect Alliance. ”

Hearing the silver-faced man's words, Cao Siyun was shocked.

She knew that her eldest brother had been instructed by the Yuan League to come back to investigate the affairs of the Zong League. So as soon as I heard the description of the silver-faced man, I immediately understood the identity of the latter.

From Lin Xin'er's name for the silver-faced man, Cao Siyun knew that this was an opponent she couldn't beat.

Emissary.

In the system of the Sect League, a person who can be called a messenger.

The strength is at least a soul master.

Just as he had no pressure to deal with the soul disciples of the Soul Sea Realm, the soul masters of the Soul Root Realm were completely crushed in the face of their own soul warriors.

Thinking like this, Cao Siyun's figure moved wildly.

Escape.

Just like Lin Xin'er's actions after encountering her, after learning the identity of the silver-faced man, Cao Siyun's first choice was to escape.

However, at the moment when she left, she found a terrifying power grid suddenly appear in front of her.